Sunday, April 1st, 2007
A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.
Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen.
"Careful," he said, "CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You’re cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They’re going to STICK! Careful . CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you’re cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don’t forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!"
The wife stared at him. "What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?"
The husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving."
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Sunday, April 1st, 2007
Where has this last week gone?
I have now finished full-time work - hurrah! and now have two months of part-time work to go. I am so relieved. I haven’t been able to achieve what I wanted to in all aspects of my life and have felt a bit of a failure in the process.
I think as a woman this is probably a standard feeling, but sometimes it feels good saying it out loud.
I have also been plagued with spam on this site, during the week, but the beauty of wordpress is that if you mark comments as spam it’s like a universal switch and alerts other sites. It has now stopped, and hopefully that will be it, at least for a while.
While I’m talking about Spam, I’ve been reading about how it’s making a comeback. I don’t think it ever went away and while I’m not a big fan of tinned meats, I have always liked Spam.
This week I didn’t have enough eggs to do everyone egg and chips, so I made sure everyone else was sorted and I had Spam and chips. I actually like it sliced thinly and fried like bacon, but also like it as it comes out of the tin.
Two of my children asked for some and before I knew it we’d eaten the whole tin between us.
I know it’s not for everyone, but maybe it’s one of those comfort foods in the sense that it takes you briefly back to childhood, where quite frankly I’d still like to be sometimes. It’s a bit like smells. Something wafts your way that momentarily stops you in your tracks.
And I like the good old 80’s food - prawn cocktail. I measure how good a restaurant is by the standard of their prawn cocktails. Is the sauce tangy enough? Are the prawns juicy and not chewy? And don’t get me started on the lettuce.
My one good friend laughs at me because I get uptight when a restaurant doesn’t use iceberg lettuce and instead uses lollo rosso, crinkly, bittery rubbish.
It’s a bit of a standing joke that on one occasion I stated rather glumly something along the lines of "What’s wrong with a nice bit of iceberg?"
Some people would call me fussy. I say I just know what I like!
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